Chapter 351: Discordant notes in the regular opening song
The strength of the Hu people is on horseback, this sentence may be a bit exaggerated, but there is basically no big difference, because Fei Qian watched Hu Ren just take a few rags and tie them to the horse's back, and he can easily twist left and right, just like the acrobat riding a wheelbarrow on the top of the bowl in the later life, it looks like he was about to fall down, but he didn't know how to twist twice and regain his balance......
The movements of the acrobats may be funny or beautiful, but the movements of the Hu people do not feel funny and beautiful at all, but only make people feel frightened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The soldiers in the big camp of Beiqu saw that the Hu people began to charge, and many soldiers subconsciously took a breath, although the sound of each person's inhalation was very small, but many people inhaled at the same time, and it still gathered into a sound like "Si".
The sound was like the sound of the fierce north, roaring from the frozen ground, slamming into the houses built by the Han people, and then passing through the cracks in the doors and through the windows.
The Hu man, who was at the forefront, suddenly mounted his bow and arrow, threw it high, drew an arc in the air, and then quickly fell and landed in front of the wooden wall of the camp.
This is the Hu people shooting in school!
However, it was clear that it would take a little closer to get the arrow to be hoisted at the man behind the wooden wall of the camp......
Fei Qian turned his head to look at the arrows in front of the wooden wall, saw the neat tail feathers on the arrows, and also saw the recruits who were frightened by the few scattered arrows and squatted down, and frowned.
The blood and fire that Hangu closed taught Fei Qian a lot of things, including how to stand up straight and open his eyes wide to face the threat of death, because only when he opened his eyes could he see clearly where the scythe cut by the god of death was slashing, and only when he stood up straight could he know whether he should parry or dodge, instead of closing his eyes and shrinking his head and standing up, he could not become a hedgehog, but only a meatball in the chopsticks of death.
But it was clear that these recruits on their side were not yet able to do that.
Huang Cheng, who was standing on the side, silently raised his own hard bow and mounted the bow and arrow.
With a crisp sound of "boom", a black line appeared in an instant, and disappeared in an instant, only the huge blood flower that suddenly appeared on the body of the leading Hu man proved that this black line once existed.
The arrow pierced the body of the first Hu man, and then pierced the horse of the Hu man behind him, and the horse immediately fell to the ground with a weak front leg, and the rider on the horse's back was also thrown high and smashed to the ground.
The Hu people who were preparing to approach in order to avoid the horse corpses and the Hu people on the ground, the queue suddenly became chaotic, but soon reunited, like water flowing over a rock on the ground, the dead Hu people did not hit the fighting spirit of the rest of the Huns, but aroused their madness even more, these suddenly lowered their bodies, hid themselves behind the horse's neck, and quickly approached the camp.
The Huns, who rushed in the first row, suddenly leaned out half of their bodies from behind the horse's neck, raised the bow and arrows that had already been set up, like a thorn that suddenly appeared on the flat ground, and then this row of thorns flew into the air and pierced behind the wooden wall of the camp!
"Shield!"
"Raise your shield!"
The veterans who served as junior officers roared wildly, half-crouching and raising the shields in their hands diagonally above their heads to protect their bodies as much as possible.
The quick-reacting recruits hurriedly learned like veterans, gathering together as much as possible, holding their shields high to cover each other and resist the arrows falling from the sky; And those who were slow to react, and when they were still at a loss, some of them had already been shot by arrows, screaming miserably, and fell to the ground.
After the first platoon of the Huns finished shooting, they retreated to both sides, then the second platoon, and then the third platoon......
The Hu people controlled the horses, as if they were using their own legs, and trotted unhurriedly, making a small one-and-a-half circle left and right in front of the Beiqu camp, and then regrouped together to begin the second round of throwing.
The Hu people skillfully carried out this whole set of movements, as if they were playing a song to harvest life, the sound of the bowstrings was like the beat of the dance of death, and the arrows falling from the sky were like the sickles of death, reaping life one by one.
Fei Qian himself was also half-squatting like Huang Cheng, holding a shield to look out through the gap in the wooden wall, trying his best to control himself not to look back at the soldiers who were shot by the Hu people, because Fei Qian himself knew that no matter how to pay attention, there was no way to immediately solve the pain or treat the soldiers who were hit by the arrows, so he could only focus all his attention on the queue of the Hu people's attack, waiting for the opportunity.
Because arrows cost money, arrows cost iron, although the Hu people can also use sharp bones to make arrows, but such arrows cannot be used for projectiles because of insufficient weight, therefore, this kind of oppressive arrow rain cannot last forever, and the Hu people do not expect to simply shoot a few arrows to break through the Beiqu camp.
Rushed out of the queue of the Hu people, these Hu people did not hold bows and arrows, but brandished the rope noose, Yo Yo Ho let out some unexplained shouts, like a sheep and horses, rushed to the camp ditch, accurately put the rope noose at the gate of the camp a few horses, and then rode back to run......
This is the Hu people's habitual battle to attack the camp, very simple, very practical, is to use high-speed moving archers to suppress the soldiers behind the camp, and then use the rope sleeve to the camp outside the horse rejecting antlers, and even the wooden wall of the camp, can be pulled away, can not be pulled away to the ground, clear a way for the cavalry to charge, and then rush up, and then rush into the camp to completely break.
Up to now, all the actions have been completely in line with Hu Ren's expectations, just like an old song that has been sung for many years, without too much thought, the next sentence is on the lips.
When the Hu people saw that they had already caught the rejection of the horse at the gate of the camp, they let out a burst of cheers, as if they had seen the scene of the camp being broken, but the cheers were soon interrupted, like a quacking duck being grabbed by the neck......
Because it was not the rejected horses at the gate of the camp who were pulled down, but the Hu people who rode their horses and galloped back!
Because the rope was tied to the horse's body, and the suddenly taut rope was deeply strangled into the horse's chest and abdomen, and the four horses were seriously injured almost instantly, and when they turned to the ground, they broke their leg bones, and the blood was drenched by the rough ground......
The Hu people who fell to the ground heavily, two of them fell to the ground first, and died without saying a word, and the other two broke their legs, and the miserable white bones pierced the skin, revealing the pale yellow bone marrow in it, and then the blood quickly dyed this little bit of white and yellow into a dark red......
The sound of the horses and Hu Ren falling suddenly was like smashing a few hammers in the original music, and it seemed that a few extremely discordant notes were rigidly stuffed into the whole movement, which instantly disrupted the Hu Ren's original smooth performance......